I am no stranger to plastic surgery. As soon as my children were in
school and I began to work full time, I had my genetically inherited
saddle bags fixed with liposuction. I loved the way my pants fit me better. Seven
years later, I had my French nose made straight and less projected.
At the same time, I had the permanent scowl removed from my face
with a brow lift. When my facial work was healed, it was finally
time to get the less obvious problem fixed: my boobs.
My boobs had nursed children for three years of their tired life.
They had been stretched, deflated and generally beaten until they
hung. No one could accuse them of being perky. My bra size was 36B
(I was soon to learn that size was altogether wrong and I should
have been wearing a 32D).
So I visited my first plastic surgeon. She is very conservative. She
suggested an anchor lift and 300 cc’s max. She did not want me to
look like I had a “boob job.” Next I visited a better known plastic
surgeon that had done breast augmentations on three different people
I knew. One of these was a girl I met on a plastic surgery forum.
She had a redo breast augmentation by him and had fantastic results.
My consultation went well. He suggested a crescent lift (removing a
“c” shape of skin around the top of each areola) and 300cc-350cc
implants to fill the deflated skin. He did not feel I was saggy…my
nipples were not pointing downward. He wanted to use saline to make
sure my breasts were a symmetrical as possible.
After visiting him a second time, I made my surgery date for the day
before a holiday weekend. I would only need to call in sick for one
day of work and then have four more days of recuperation after the
The day before my surgery, I received a call from the doctor’s
office stating that he could not do the surgery in the morning
because he had to testify at a legal hearing. He had me come to his
surgical center that evening for surgery. I was thrilled because I
didn’t think I was going to be able to sleep that night anyway, and
this gave me even more healing time before I had to return to work.
That afternoon I hurried home from work, took a shower and left for
my surgery. I took along a collage of pictures of breasts I liked. I
did not want him to make me too big so I told him he could not go
over 400 ccs. I had these pictures and that written request on the
operating table right next to me.
When the doctor was nearly done with the surgery, my husband was
invited in to check on the results. As he stood in the doorway of
the room, they rotated the bed vertically so he could see my naked
top. He said he loved what he saw, “that body with those big
I ended up with 380cc in one and 430cc in the other. The doctor used
high profile implants because I have a narrow chest. The stitches
that he used on my areola were dissolvable but were spit out over a
period of months. The dr. said he prefers that type of stitch
because they help create a seamless result.
I came home and rested for several days. I took pain medicine
religiously for four days. He prescribed Oxycontin, Vicodin and
ibuprofen as pain relievers. I took only one type at any time. I
took the strongest of the three at night so I could sleep. He
suggested I take valium to help relax the muscles. I also took
Accolate to prevent scar tissue formation. Since I had some strange
scar tissue grow after my rhinoplasty, he agreed that this would be
a good preventative measure. I began feeling better very quickly. I
was not allowed to lift anything over five pounds for three weeks. I
was not allowed to wear under-wire bras for six months. It took
months, however, for my ribs not to ache when I wore certain bras.
It was very hard to find any bra that felt comfortable beside the
sports bras that my dr. recommended. At eight months post-op, the
weird pains and aches finally subsided for good.
I am now years post-op and my breasts are quite improved. I wear a
32E bra. My breasts are larger than I would have chosen, but I am
really happy about the scar-less result. You have to look very
closely to see where the incisions were around the top half of my
areolas. I always keep my breasts and implants supported since I
know I have skin that is easily stretched out. When I exercise, I
layer sports bras to control the bouncing. I have also learned how
to dress to make them appear smaller. On the other hand, it is easy
to make them look sexy with a low-cut or form-fitting top. The only
problem when I show them off is my husband and his eager hands! ;)